Victory Songtext

von C-Jam

Ya you know its victory
Its victory
Ya you know its victory
Victory
Victory
Victory
Ya you know its victory
Just victory

(ya its mo menace)
Try to make the bank call it crude oil
Your plan ill foil, turn that dirt into soil
Im heating up like a tesla coil
These hoes aint loyal
Einstein mind, drake attitude
Calling me drake tryna be rude
Sinnin and winnin with this nasty ass flow
The boiz tryna make some god damn cash flow
Rebirth of a legend
New name clyde mac
In a past life i made your bitch climax
All about the paper
Just hit and get the money
Move so quick, call me energizer bunny
Only one spittin real shit, chucking violent slurrs
Like a man who had a stroke face drooping amatures
He doesnt have a chance, ive allready proven
Leave this beat smoking just like a cuban
Cjam sports team, paid like the mascot
Big booty spacepants, sitting like an astronaut
All the lights dim and the world goes black
Bless you with the bean stalk people call me jack
Known to be a giant the one left unspoken
You cant handle my lyrics, youll be left chocking
In the land of ill service get caught up in the jelousy
Drink the special water itll make you live hellishly
Whos the one god
Part it like moses
The one in all the rest
It was god who chose us
Raching for the moon
Still land among the starz
Ill spit you out
Like my fire roasted barz
Been told im contrevercial with theses skectchy rhymes im spittin
Put you into the ground reconcider quitting
Reaching my point blank bout to go postal
You're a fucking mail man the point like focal
This is the third reich
You have a great tan
For someone in the attic
Frank anne
Ya you know its victory
Its victory
Ya you know its victory
Victory
Victory
Victory
Ya you know its victory
Just victory
Rippin from the beginnin
We winnin the game and finna go un-tamed
All the other biggums are lame
Sinnin and winnin with this nasty ass flow
Pinnin in lynin with that pretty ass tho
We spit
Little bit
See your bitch
Lemme hit
We ahead never quit
Ya we winnin this rap shit
Of the people at the top im the only one
Oh that victory lap damn its a lonely one
Like kansas in the lab we grind
Ask what color gray is
Its a state of mind
Or bars golden like payday
Play it like hayday
We coiming in hot
Start yelling out mayday
Grays whippin up the bars like its cool whip
Boy named grizz only fools dip
Spittin like copenhagen
Steph curry band wagon
I spit fire, man year of the dragon
Thses bastards are inglorious
We reak havok, nutorious
First place cause were victorious
All we get is cake like gateau
Level up this my plateau
This my house like chateau
Everyone is fake
WWE CPT LAC baby CP3
Go in like GBE
Online no CD
Fresh kicks drop the law like politics
Got you swallowing cement the way you shitting bricks